Chapter 2229


    Why did Marshall bother dragging Keegan upstairs when he was already drunk?


    Couldn''t he just ce Keegan downstairs?


    Even if it was for Keegan''sfort, why did Marshall wait downstairs for her?


    There were only two elevators going up; could she really have missed them?


    Keegan always had a disdain for the Jewell family. He wouldn''t give Sophia a chance to get close to


    him while sober. And Sophia wasn''t the sharpest tool in the shed. If she had the capability, she would


    have seeded long ago.


    So when Marshall drank water, it wasn''t because of a headache, but to stall for time, making sure she


    could catch them in the act.


    The more Ste thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. What was Marshall feeling when he came


    to aid the person responsible for his first love''s death?


    "Ste?"


    Seeing her silence, her face still somewhat pale, Marshall gently called her.


    Ste''s fingers trembled slightly, then she clenched them, steadying her emotions. She reached out


    and took it, "Thank you."


    She seemed okay, but herplexion wasn''t great at the moment, with ayer of cold sweat on her


    forehead, possibly from being frightened.


    Marshall had a lot on his mind, but when he spoke, it came out as a simple greeting, "How have you


    beentely?"


    Ste nodded. "Pretty good."


    She paused and added, "A while ago, someone contacted me from your phone, saying you were


    drunk. I wasn''t feeling well at the time, so I didn''t go. Did you return after?"


    She brought up the topic almost as if she feared he would question her absence. This distance


    between them left a bitter taste in his mouth.


    He smiled. "Yes, I did. Ka was kind enough to escort me back."


    Ste nodded. "That''s good."


    She fiddled with her cup, choosing her words carefully, "Mr. Moore, when we parted that day, I said


    some things that were a bit harsh. You''ve helped me a lot, and I was too suspicious of you. I''m sorry."


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    Marshall shook his head. "It''s because I didn''t rify things before sharing ambiguous information with


    you. It''s natural for you to me me."


    Ste lowered her eyes. "You and Keegan have been friends since childhood. I should trust that you


    have his best interests at heart, just as he has yours. Before his ident, he spoke to me about you


    and always mentioned your childhood together. That model cruise ship he ced on the bookshelf, he


    said it was handmade by you and given to him. The housekeeper identally broke the sails while


    cleaning before, and he was really upset. I even felt a pang of jealousy at the time, thinking it was a gift


    from his ex-girlfriend, but it turned out to be from you."


    Ste chuckled, "He didn''t cherish anything I gave him as much."


    Marshall''s expression wasplicated. He tightened his grip on the water ss and took a moment


    before smiling. "High school creations, I''d almost forgotten about it if you hadn’t mentioned it. Keegan is


    quite sentimental."


    "Yeah, he''s always been sentimental," Ste said softly, "Do you know why he created Luna?"


    Marshall paused for a moment and remained silent.


    Ste continued, "He said he hurt his back ying basketball in school. He was bedridden the whole


    time. Every day, he felt like a piece of dead meat being moved around by others. He felt he had no


    dignity, was very ashamed, and had a friend who encouraged him, saying that in the future, he should


    create a robot butler to take care of patients instead of humans, to preserve their dignity when they''re


    sick. He turned their jokes into reality, but I don''t know if his friend ever saw it."